Bruises (Feat. ITSOKTOCRY)

TOO D33P

What Do You Smoke (Prod. Valious)

LOVE HURTS

PSYCHO

somewhere between having fun and dying.

MIGHT CRASH /WHEN THE $ COME

The Sky Was Wrong

An Album by Brevin Kim

the sky was wrong

COUPON

i don't get along

letting go ft. fifty grand (prod. kingwicked)

{LYRICS)
(whxami verse 1)
You slept on 'cause u suck
The rest blow up for nothing
You pests all looking dumb
And you all sound like you fronting
To hell with all of you blogs
Fuck whoever promotes you
'Cause look who they putting on
Depressed clones but u joking
And yall been sounding the same
So whiny cry me a river man how the fuck they get pussy with such a whiny delivery
Autotune on a plug beat
Fuck u gotta be kidding me
Authenticity not existing
But why even listen to me
Your favourite artists told me that I inspired em
Now they never reply 'cause they know that ill take the light from them
They watching but they don't follow me
'Cause my rhyming could body em
Since when I had dropped highschool
They wanted me to be quieter
Elevator been trash since nick left it
Their demographic is face tats and any rappers with the same message
They only chasing a bag ain't no shame
Except they reaction to this be the same as failing a piss test
I burn bridges
With words flipping the bird
All of the shit that u make is just blending in with the herd
Yelling on instrumentals bout how u are really insane
Building this image to make it seem like u really deranged
I ain't a friend of u lil bitches
Who tweeting whoever in this underground scene can get it
Thinking u bringing lyrics
Overlooked since the beginning
So if saying shit I'm the one that u shouldn't forget
I'm coming with a diss bitch

(Chorus)
Please believe me
These things that u see deceiving
And keep u from reaching peace of mind distracts u from what's real
I ain't-a product of what I'm surrounded by I been different since back in highschool I advise u shut the fuck up

(Biv verse)
I stepped my pockets up
But knock it up
Shut ya bitch ass up
Comical fucker
I'm kamikaze with such
The prophet dead with us
My mother pray for all I ever done
You tryna find ya place with us
Good mothafuckin luck
I been a slick prick
With pills to fit
My dirty habits OCD to clip my ways to my lips
Spit my shit like I mean what I grip
When I pop off from the hip
The fuckas limp
Elevate my space
But ain't want half the shit
Big talk
You small dick
Lifes a bitch and ain't no telling who she fucking with
Keep ya promise to the kid
I'ma keep it 100 24/7 running like Nick in your Fuckin bitch
Lies and lies
No past surprised
I been alive
I been inside
But what's alright
I'm keeping times
Ain't losing mines
Just shut ya fuckin line
Just shut ya mother fuckin line

(Chorus)
Please believe me
These things that u see deceiving
And keep u from reachin peace of mind distracts u from whats real
I ain't a product of what I'm surrounded by I been different since back in highschool I advise u shut the fuck up

whxami - Shut the Fuck up w/biv

blood brother duo blending basically every genre